Imagine...
You come home, and I'm already there - in a short apron, with a flower crown and a black choker. I'm cleaning your apartment, bending over for every little thing so that my skirt rides up higher 😈
You approach from behind as I'm wiping the table. I feel your gaze and deliberately arch my back more.
I'm not finished yet... I say softly, looking over my shoulder.🫦
But you don't let me continue cleaning. Your hands are on my waist, my skirt is hitched up, and I just softly moan and whisper:
Can I be a naughty maid today? 💦🔥